silver

*he was laying in bed drinking a glass of blood he got from the dead person who died yesterday. then he grows out his long nail to scratch up the gift he got from his mom. enjoying this he heard footsteps. he quickly gets rid of the drink by throwing it out the window, with the card and pretending to be sleep. he see's you walk in* are....are you supposed to be my new doctor...?*he stares but still laying down*